Picture the Scene.....

I picked up a salad for dinner at a local pizza place - when I walked into the restaurant, there were two tables with people; one had employees and the second had a family of four. There are probably twelve tables plus a row of pub chairs with an island on one side of the building, facing the wall. I order the salad and take a seat in one of the pub chairs to wait. While I was patiently (hahaha) waiting, an older gentleman came in, ordered, and kind of wandered around in my area. I did not pay attention to what he was doing, I was checking out the menu. My salad came out fairly quickly. I stood up and started to leave. The wandering man decided that he HAD to have my seat and told me that he was "just going to sit here". Okay. Whatever. Did I leave a $20 bill on the counter? Was it my perfume? Nope, people are just crazy, and it's summer on the cape.